Dakota Lovell Feels Touched by God Thanks to Johnny B on Yes, Father

Priests Are Christ’s Representatives on Earth, After All.

One of the creepiest things about growing up Catholic is knowing that you are constantly being “Watched by God.” It’s like Santa Claus, only if you fuck up you don’t get coal, you go to hell. Guilt and shame are byproducts of this voyeuristic deity’s need for constant validation, and confession and humbly saying Yes, Father around a priest are important parts of that process.

It’s been two days since Dakota Lovell last paid the confessional a visit. Father Johnny B notes that this is an unusually quick turnaround. What’s the sin that motivates that? Dakota drags ass about making his actual confession, but it eventually turns out to be that he’s not only been whacking off again, but he had thought about how hot it was that God was watching him do it.

“Oh, heavens,” the scandalized priest gasps. “You say you like the feeling of being watched?” And with that Johnny makes a confession of his own. He can see the boy rubbing his crotch while telling his sins. But it’s ok because he’s sworn to silence. So is the kid, warns the clergy member. Now that they have an agreement, Dakota admits that being watched by the priest also turns him on as well as makes him feel guilty. In the Catholic church, we call that combination a recipe for kinky sex.

Praise be to God from whom all good things come! Father Johnny assures his parishioner that he can make his urges go away. While talking, he’s unbuttoning his shirt and soon after, he’s standing with his pants down and his limp but long dick exposed through the confessional window like a glory hole. Dakota is cautious but eager, reaching out to take the offered penis and stroking it. Johnny suggests the boy put it in his mouth, to which he replies simply, “Yes, Father,” before doing what he has been asked.

He gets another opportunity to say “Yes, Father,” when instructed to take his own penis out and place it through the little window so Johnny can take it in his mouth. After a bit of this reciprocation, the priest returns the grate to the window, exits his confessional, and enters the side Dakota is on. I’m assuming that Dakota is the last in line for confession because, if he’s not, there are some surprised parishioners waiting their turn.

Once together, the blasphemous duo strokes each other’s cocks and the priest observes the boy’s erection and opines that “I see you’re engorged with impure thoughts.” It takes one to know one, as Dakota gently points out with his “What about you” response. “I have to admit that I am, myself, as well,” Johnny discloses. Sworn once again to silence, total nudity is achieved for all involved and passionate kisses exchanged.

Then the really good stuff starts to happen. Dakota kneels on the floor of the confessional to return to sucking his clergyman’s phallus and does a great job while doing it. After a good amount of inhaling holy sausage, he’s instructed to get onto the padded bench and crouch so his ass can be visually inspected, fingered with multiple digits, and inspire moans of pleasure.

“Are you ready for me, boy,” the priest asks by way of pillow talk. Upon receiving an affirmative answer, he does what men of the cloth do best; he slips his dick smoothly into the young man’s asshole. We don’t get an explicit view of actual anal entry, but from behind everything looks like it goes well. Once the camera does find the pole-in-the-hole action we get a lovely view of not only the fucking, but the bottoms of their black sock covered feet.

The other end of the boy looks like it’s in bliss, face mashed against the cushioned bench. There’s an even better and more artful view from the perspective of the priest’s side of the confessional. “It feels amazing, Father,” Dakota admits breathlessly before giving up the bench to Father Johnny, who sits down and presents his erection for insertion. This proves complex and results in Dakota crawling all over his lap and the bench in an attempt to settle into a comfortable position. It happens, but it takes a few tries.

Having earlier established that God does indeed watch everything all of the time, the camera provides us with what I like to think of as God POV facing down. It’s a great angle for watching Father Johnny’s staff slide into young Dakota’s anal opening in missionary, which we know means ejaculations are on the horizon!

Father Johnny appears to have forgotten his duties as a spiritual role model because as he approaches his orgasm his vocabulary becomes increasingly profane. Lots of soft “Fuck yeah” before we get to the much louder, “Ah, fuck! I’m gonna cum!” And cum he does, in clear jets of jizz that fly directly into and immediately around the boy’s gape. This is punctuated by a final thrust and a cock slap to the taint. Let us pray that this was “Watched by God.”

“Thank you, Father,” Dakota says in deep appreciation. “I feel God has touched me through you.”

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